Becoming the villain of the white moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

Qin's old house.

Since Qin Zeyu's accident, this mansion located halfway up the mountain and hidden by lush trees seems to have lost its vitality.

Old Master Qin didn't let Qin Jiangtao come here, and his own smile disappeared, and the servants in the old house didn't dare to speak loudly, and they even walked softly.

The situation has only improved in recent months.

Zhang Ma is the old housekeeper that Mr. Qin is used to. She has served in the old house of the Qin family since more than 20 years ago. It can be said that after the death of the young master Qin Jianghe, Qin Zeyu was brought up by her.

"Steam this dim sum, and deliver it to the old man's room in half an hour. I don't think he ate anything at night. If he wakes up in the middle of the night, he will have a stomachache." Madam Zhang was busy in the kitchen.

"Aunt Zhang," at this moment, a maid in her 20s came from outside, beckoning to Mama Zhang, "Come here."

"What's wrong?" Wiping her hands on the apron, Zhang Ma saw a strange look on the young girl's face, mixed with fear, confusion, and admiration.

When she walked to the garden outside the villa and saw a pair of young people standing side by side in the night, she suddenly understood why the maid just showed such an expression.

"Mother Zhang."

A pair of young people had excellent looks, and the man standing on the right smiled at her with familiar and gentle eyes.

He asked, "Is grandpa asleep?"

"Young Master!" Zhang Ma was stunned for three seconds, raised her hand and wiped her eyes, "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Of course not, you're clear-headed." Bai Ze stepped forward to hold the hand of the woman who had been kind to him since he came to this small world, shook it slightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm back."

"Hey, it's good to be back, it's good to be back." Mama Zhang wiped her tears, without asking where Bai Ze had been in the past few years or how he came back from the dead, she said in one voice, "I'll take you to see the old man , he must be very happy!"

"it is good."

"By the way, this is..."

Following Mama Zhang's gaze, seeing the handsome and elegant Shao Qiubai, who was tall and tall under the moonlight, Bai Ze staggered his eyes and said, "Drag the oil bottle."

"what?"

Looking away from the corner of the eye, he saw that several of the maids in charge of cleaning outside the villa were peeping at Shao Qiubai. Bai Ze regretted it again, and he changed his words: "Family!"

"..."

Sure enough, when they heard this sentence, which was similar to taking an oath of sovereignty, all the maids blushed and lowered their heads, like a field of wheat seedlings that had been harvested in unison.

Bai Ze was satisfied.

·

Mama Zhang led the two of them into the villa.

She noticed that her young master and the guest named Shao Qiubai were all dressed in formal attire, as if they had some serious business to do.

"By the way," Bai Ze asked as if chatting, "Mother Zhang, didn't my car accident a few years ago frighten Qianqian?"

"Miss Qianqian?" Zhang's mother has a good memory, and she recalled: "How can it be? Miss Qianqian was too scared to speak when she heard the news. Didn't she live in the old house that day? I fell asleep, and when I woke up the next morning, my eyes were swollen like two peaches."

"Oh, by the way, the next morning I saw Miss Qianqian washing the dress by herself in the laundry room, and she didn't know how to use the washing machine. In the end, I helped her wash it. I guess the dress was dirty from crying the night before, sorry to see you." .”

"It's also thanks to Qianqian's heart for my cousin." Bai Ze smiled.

"But there shouldn't be tear stains on the skirt. I remember seeing a black oil stain on Qianqian's shoulder that night. I asked her to go to the housekeeper to wash it. There was such a big mess at home, so it shouldn't be washed."

"Oil?" Zhang Ma's thinking went astray as expected, "What oil? How did it rub against my shoulder?"

"Miss, too, I don't want to make it clear," Zhang Ma frowned. "If there is oil, it can't be cleaned with a washing machine. You should rub it with soap... But I don't seem to see any oil stains."

"It may be gasoline, which has evaporated." Bai Ze reminded her.

"..." Zhang Ma pursed her lips and fell into a long memory, until she walked outside Mr. Qin's study and was about to knock on the door, she suddenly said: "Young Master, you are right, I gave Miss It seems to smell like gasoline while doing laundry."

Bai Ze showed a gentle smile again. He raised his hand, knocked on the door of Mr. Qin's study room, and said to Mrs. Zhang, "Just repeat this matter to Grandpa in a while."

……

Inside the study.

Across a tea table, there were three people sitting—Master Qin, Bai Ze, and Shao Qiubai.

Bai Ze asked Mama Zhang to stay again.

Mr. Qin took a look at Shao Qiubai. Although he couldn't accept the fact that he had an extra grandson-in-law until now, he still acquiesced in view of Shao Qiubai's sincerity towards his grandson during the years of his illness.

Qin Zeyu has lupus erythematosus, which is highly likely to be passed on to his offspring. Mr. Qin knew this a long time ago, and he didn't expect him to get married and have children like a normal person.

Since Zeyu is willing to be nice to Shao Qiubai, and the two have feelings for each other, Mr. Qin sighed, thinking that he, an old man half buried in the ground, would not be the villain who broke up two young people.

Taking another [-] steps back, Shao Qiubai and Zeyu are compatible. If Zeyu's lupus erythematosus recurs, wouldn't he still be able to...

Old Master Qin's inner thoughts were too strong, and Bai Ze overheard it by accident.

He wiped off his sweat, thinking that the grandfather in this small world is also persistent enough, and has not given up on the idea of ​​making Shao Qiubai a spare organ bank.What should I say?The inertia of the plot?

It's a pity that he is completely out of the plot when he comes back this time. The systemic lupus erythematosus on Qin Zeyu will not recur when he is still alive.

But of course you can't tell Mr. Qin about this.

Bai Ze personally cooked a pot of Pu'er for Mr. Qin, shared the tea, and poured it to Mr. Qin: "Pu'er, lowers blood pressure and lipids."

"Let's talk," Mr. Qin drank three cups of tea that protects the heart and brain blood vessels, and was a little confused by his grandson's operation. He pretended to be displeased and said, "I don't want to spend more time with me, an old man, after returning to China for so long. What's the matter when you come back?"

Bai Ze glanced at Shao Qiubai from the corner of his eye, and Shao Qiubai nodded, indicating that he had already bought emergency medicines such as Suxiao Jiuxin Pills and put them in his pocket, and the invited doctor was waiting outside the villa, ready to rush in at any time.

Bai Ze then said: "Grandpa, don't be too angry about what I said later, it's not worth it."

"..."

His expression gradually became serious, and Mr. Qin had a bad premonition.

He saw Bai Ze take out a mobile phone from his pocket, and said to himself, "Listen to a recording first..."

……

The servants who went to and from the villa heard a loud "bang" shortly after the young master entered the house.

They were stunned for a moment, and then acted like nothing happened with great professionalism, what to do.

After a while, Mama Zhang came out of the study, her face was slightly pale, with a look of shock that had not faded away.

Going down the stairs, Zhang Ma went to the kitchen in person and called the chef of the old house aside.

"The old man wants to know something..."

The chef has also served the Qin family for many years. Although he was puzzled by Mr. Qin's request, he went back to his room and found a notebook from a few years ago under the bed.

He is used to adjusting recipes according to seasons and stocks, and the dishes and ingredients used every day are clearly recorded on it.

Turning the book to August 8, four years ago, the old chef held up his reading glasses, nodded and confirmed: "Yes, I consumed a piece of butter that day, but I didn't cook any dishes that needed butter that day."

"..."

Zhang Ma reported the result to Mr. Qin in detail.

In the study, Bai Ze patted Old Master Qin on the back.

Old Master Qin managed to stop the violent ups and downs of his chest. He closed his eyes and asked Bai Ze, "What do you want to do?"

"Qianqian is my cousin after all, it depends on what you mean."

Mr. Qin leaned on the back of the Grand Master's chair, his lips pursed into a line, making the wrinkles on his face more profound.

After a long time, just when Bai Ze thought he had fallen asleep, old master Qin suddenly spoke up, and he said flatly, "Family ugliness should not be publicized...but if you do something wrong, you should be punished."

"Call the police to your house."

·

On the other side, after Fang Ming sent the message to Bai Ze, he kept walking up and down the room, waiting for the good news from the other side.

After going back and forth like this for a whole day, Qin Qianqian became impatient.

"I agreed to go to the movies with me today, but you said you have something to do. It's been a whole day. I don't think you even went to the company. What business can you do?"

"..."

In fact, Fang Ming had been fired by Mingqian Technology, and even if he went to the company, he would have nothing to do. Qin Qianqian's words hit his sore spot.

He took a deep breath, and comforted himself that he could use it to threaten Shao Qiubai after he got the secrets of the Baize Group today. By then, he would be able to restore the position of chairman and obtain a large investment.

A small leak will sink a great ship.

He said to Qin Qianqian, "You don't understand business matters."

Qin Qianqian was dissatisfied: "What do I not understand? You have to watch the romance movie that just came out with me today, unless your business is coming to you right now."

Just as he was speaking, there was a knock on the door of Fang Ming's residence.

"Who is it?" Qin Qianqian walked to the door and opened it.

"..." She was stunned.

Outside the door, two policemen in official uniforms asked, "Is this Mr. Fang Ming? There are some things that require you to go to the Public Security Bureau to cooperate with the investigation. Please come with us."

After a pause for half a second, Qin Qianqian said in disbelief, "What? Did you recognize the wrong person?"

"No."

The policeman standing on the right looked down because of her voice, and then was a little surprised: "Qin Qianqian?"

"……it's me."

"It just so happens that our colleagues are going to the school to look for you. Since you are here, please go back to the police station with us to cooperate with the investigation."

"..."

As soon as the word became a prophecy, Qin Qianqian glanced at Fang Ming in a little panic.

Fang Ming reassured her calmly: "It's okay, we haven't done anything illegal or criminal, so let's go with the two police comrades, explain the matter clearly, and we can go home soon."

He had a well-thought-out plan, and felt that the worst thing he could do to be asked to "cooperate with the investigation" during this time was to instigate Shao Qiubai's little lover to steal documents.

Even if Shao Qiubai finds out, he can completely push his little lover to blame. At that time, everyone in the world will know that Shao Qiubai has a double who looks similar to Qin Zeyu by his side, and even sent his old love to the police station for his new love, Su Minglang. , Shao Qiubai's reputation will only get worse.

After a little thought, he was already prepared.

While the police were not paying attention, Fang Ming and Qin Qianqian were calmly taken into a police car after setting a timed sending of a pre-edited Weibo message on his mobile phone, and drove to the nearest police station to the Qin family's old house.

The author has something to say: Qin Qianqian: My crow's mouth has been opened!